nycdaug Chapter 787 Unreasonable
Chapter 787 Unreasonable
When the four women arrived, Lin Bufan had already changed into a comfortable dark-colored nightgown. He sat leaning against the headboard, leisurely watching the four women file in, each with a different expression. He raised his chin, his gaze sweeping over the things they were carrying or hiding in their arms, a meaningful smile curving his lips: "You brought everything... didn't you?"
The four women's faces flushed slightly. They looked at each other and finally nodded.
"Since we've brought everything, let's not just stand around!" Lin Bufan patted the spot next to him: "Let's get the transaction going, oops... let's get the setup done."
Despite this, the four women seemed rooted to the spot, none of them making the first move. They looked at each other, their cheeks flushing more and more.
Seeing this, Lin Bufan raised an eyebrow and made a move to get up: "What, are you too embarrassed to help? How about... I lend a hand? I'm the kind of person who's always happy to help others."
"Need not!"
"do not come!"
"We'll do it ourselves!"
Almost in unison, the four women refused, waving their hands hastily like startled rabbits. They exchanged a knowing look, and finally began to act.
Chen Nanxing was the boldest. She was the first to open her small cloth bag, take out a set of wine-red lace lingerie, and throw it carelessly on the floor at the foot of the bed without even looking at it.
Nana took a deep breath, took out a black outfit from her eco-friendly bag, hesitated for a moment, and then tossed it onto the back of the chair.
Xu Hongdou pursed her lips, took out a light purple silk nightgown from her pajama pocket, and gently placed it beside her pillow.
Da Mai's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed. With her eyes closed, she pulled out a shirt with a small strawberry pattern from her toiletry bag and quickly stuffed it under the covers.
Lin Bufan glanced at the others' items, but he was quite surprised when he got to Damai's.
what's the situation? ?
How could a respectable online novelist choose this style?
You know, our online novelists are all seasoned veterans, second only to the Lich King. Someone like you probably wouldn't even be able to get a table at the kids' table at a party!
Da Mai blushed even more as Lin Bufan stared at her, and she wished she could bury her head in his chest.
Chen Nanxing also noticed Lin Bufan's strange behavior. Following his gaze, he immediately flew into a rage and grabbed Lin Bufan's ear, yelling, "What are you looking at! Don't look around!"
"Ouch, ouch, be gentle!" Lin Bufan tilted his head obediently, grimacing as he explained, "I wasn't looking at that... I just think that the setup here... looks a bit fake."
"Fake?" Upon hearing this, the four women stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes to Lin Bufan.
Lin Bufan rubbed his ears and said seriously, "Think about it, what kind of existence is Miss Liu? She is a ghost who has cultivated for nearly 400 years. She must possess some powers or perceptions that we ordinary people cannot understand."
You think you can fool her by just throwing a few clean pieces of underwear here? Don't even mention a ghost that's almost four hundred years old, even that bastard Sang Biao probably wouldn't be fooled.
After all, who would deliberately throw their freshly washed...underwear on the floor?
This doesn't make any sense!
Even if you were in a rush and didn't have time to put your underwear away properly, what was left at the scene would definitely be worn, unwashed, and have a touch of... everyday life, right? That's what makes it authentic.
The four women exchanged glances, and upon reflection, it seemed... Lin Bufan was indeed right. They had been so focused on being shy and trying to appease him that they had overlooked the detail of "authenticity."
Chen Nanxing said with some distress, "Then... what should I do? I've already washed all the clothes I took off, where am I supposed to find... find clothes I've worn before?"
Xu Hongdou and Nana nodded subconsciously, indicating that they were the same as Chen Nanxing, both being girls who loved cleanliness.
Only Da Mai moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, but because everyone's attention was on Lin Bufan, no one noticed her unusual behavior.
Lin Bufan's gaze swept over the four women's faces, and he said slowly, "How could there not be? Of course there are. Think about it carefully again? For the sake of realistic effects and safety, necessary sacrifices... well, that's understandable."
The four women didn't understand what Lin Bufan meant at first. Just as they were about to ask, they noticed Lin Bufan's malicious gaze and, combined with the implication in his words, they instantly understood!
"Lin Bufan! Go to hell!" Chen Nanxing was the first to react, and punched him in a mix of shame and anger.
"Impossible! Don't even think about it!" Xu Hongdou retorted, her face flushed.
Nana was even more resolute, raising her voice slightly: "The four of us would absolutely never agree to this! DaMai, you agree, right?" As she spoke, she reached out and tugged at DaMai, who was standing there dumbfounded, seeking an ally.
Da Mai trembled slightly when Nana pulled her. She looked up, her face still flushed, her eyes darting around, and her voice barely audible: "Um... I... I think... what President Lin said... seems... to make some sense..."
"What?!" The three women exclaimed in unison, looking at Da Mai in disbelief as if they had heard something earth-shattering.
Da Mai was so embarrassed by their stares that she could barely lift her head. She hurriedly stammered an explanation, "No... I didn't mean that! I meant... I... the one I brought..." She pointed under the blanket, "It's... it's the one that hasn't been washed yet..."
The air suddenly became quiet.
The three women's gazes toward Da Mai gradually shifted from shock to a kind of indescribable...understanding, mixed with a subtle "I never expected you to be like this, Da Mai" expression.
Da Mai wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground. Her face was burning hot, and she stammered as she continued to explain, "These past two days, I've either been out having fun or there's been a ghost story... I... I've been so stressed, and I still had to squeeze in time to write and update, I really... I was so busy I forgot! I didn't mean to not wash!"
Xu Hongdou, Chen Nanxing, and Nana exchanged glances, considering Da Mai's behavior over the past few days, and it seemed... indeed understandable. The subtle "I see" expressions faded, replaced by understanding silence, though their cheeks remained slightly flushed.
Seeing that the time was right, Lin Bufan clapped his hands: "Alright, alright, stop dawdling, or Miss Liu will really be here! Here's what we'll do, I'll go out first, you guys quickly change into clean clothes, and then... well, you know, those things with a lived-in feel, throw them where they should be thrown away. Call me when you're done."
After saying that, before the four women could react, Lin Bufan turned around, opened the door, and slipped out, closing the door behind him.
In room number five, only four women remained, their faces flushed.
After a few seconds of silence, Xu Hongdou, the hotel manager who frequently handled various emergencies, made the first decision. She took a deep breath and glanced at the other three: "Time is of the essence, don't delay. Damai, go and stand guard at the door, listen for any sounds, and prevent... certain people from peeking." She deliberately emphasized the word "certain people."
"Oh...okay, okay." Barley felt like he had been granted a pardon and quickly ran to the door, pressed his ear against the door panel, and dutifully became a "door god."
Xu Hongdou, Chen Nanxing, and Nana blushed and began to move quickly. The rustling sound of clothes rubbing together was particularly clear in the quiet room.
Following Lin Bufan's instructions, they changed into the clean pajamas they had brought, and then, enduring intense shame, crumpled up their clothes haphazardly and tossed them into seemingly "unintentional" places such as beside the bed, under the chair, or even behind the door.
"Is it... all done?" Da Mai asked softly, her back to them.
"Alright, alright." Chen Nanxing fastened his pajama belt, his face still flushed.
Xu Hongdou straightened her clothes, walked to the door, gently knocked on the door panel, and said in a low voice, "You can come in now."
Lin Bufan pushed open the door and entered, his eyes quickly scanning the room. When he saw the places that had been "arranged," the corners of his mouth curved upwards in satisfaction, but he quickly straightened up and nodded seriously: "Hmm, this looks much better. Alright, get into bed, don't waste any more time."
Inside room number five, the lights were dimmed to their lowest setting, leaving only a small bedside lamp barely enough to outline the objects. A subtle atmosphere, a mixture of tension, shyness, and a touch of awkwardness, permeated the room.
Urged on by Lin Bufan, Xu Hongdou, Chen Nanxing, Nana, and Da Mai finally blushed and reluctantly climbed onto the big bed.
Although this bed was slightly wider than a typical double bed, it still felt cramped to accommodate four people. Four soft, warm bodies lay side-by-side, shoulder to shoulder, leg to leg, with almost no room to turn over. Lin Bufan, meanwhile, stood by the bed with his arms crossed, like a supervisor.
"Are you all lying down?" Lin Bufan looked down at the four girls huddled together on the bed, a barely perceptible smile flashing in his eyes, but his face remained serious. "Alright, let's do what we discussed yesterday and rehearse first, to get a feel for the place and our positions. Chen Nanxing, do you still remember your task?"
Chen Nanxing, lying on the outer side, blushed even more upon hearing this, and glared at Lin Bufan with annoyance: "I know! Show your legs!" she said, reluctantly and very slowly extending one leg out from the edge of the blanket. Her fair calves gleamed softly in the dim light, her ankles slender.
"Hmm, the position and angle are fine, but the expression..." Lin Bufan stroked his chin, frowning slightly. "Too stiff, it looks staged. You need to be more natural. Imagine you're unconsciously turning over in your sleep, and your leg just slips out on its own. Yes, close your eyes, relax, and don't furrow your brow..."
"Lin Bufan! Are you ever going to stop?!" Chen Nanxing was furious and tried to pull her leg back, but Lin Bufan stopped her with a look.
"Xu Hongdou, it's your turn." Lin Bufan turned his gaze to Xu Hongdou, who was standing next to Chen Nanxing.
Xu Hongdou pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She took a deep breath, as if she had made a great decision, and her shoulder moved slightly, causing the neckline of her originally tightly fitted nightgown to slip open a little, revealing half of her rounded shoulder and a delicate collarbone. Her skin was fairer than Chen Nanxing's, like delicate porcelain in the dim light.
"Yes, that's the feeling. The coyness is just right, very good." Lin Bufan nodded, then looked at Nana and Da Mai at the very back: "You two, although you're mainly responsible for the atmosphere, don't lie there like two logs. Turn to the side a little, get closer, and put your arms around the person next to you to make it seem more intimate."
Nana blushed, turned slightly to the side, and gently placed her arm on Xu Hongdou's waist. Da Mai curled up even smaller, almost touching Nana's back.
"DaMai, don't shrink back, relax. The more nervous you are, the less convincing you'll look," Lin Bufan reminded him.
Just as the girls were blushing and inwardly complaining under Lin Bufan's command, yet had no choice but to pose in various "natural" positions according to the plan, Lin Bufan's teasing expression suddenly vanished. His brows furrowed sharply, he listened intently for a moment, then lowered his voice and said rapidly, "Shh—don't make a sound! She's here! She's nearby!"
"Huh?!" The four women froze instantly. The embarrassment and awkwardness they had felt earlier were instantly overwhelmed by immense fear. Their faces turned deathly pale, and they even held their breath.
Lin Bufan moved with lightning speed, tearing off his pajamas and throwing them at the foot of the bed, revealing his muscular upper body. Then, he lifted a corner of the blanket and, like an eel, "slipped" into the already crowded bed, precisely squeezing between Xu Hongdou and Chen Nanxing.
The space under the blanket instantly became more cramped. Warm skin pressed against each other unexpectedly, and they could clearly feel each other's quickened heartbeats and trembling bodies.
Xu Hongdou and Chen Nanxing almost instinctively moved closer to the center, clinging tightly to Lin Bufan, as if that would give them a sense of security. Nana and Da Mai also instinctively squeezed in a little more.
"Don't be afraid, don't move, don't make a sound, just follow the plan."
While calming everyone down, Lin Bufan naturally stretched out his arms, one on each side, and gently wrapped them around Xu Hongdou and Chen Nanxing's shoulders, pulling them closer to him. Xu Hongdou stiffened slightly, but didn't pull away; instead, she buried her face in his shoulder. Chen Nanxing also clung tightly to Lin Bufan!
at this time--
"Squeak..."
A very faint, slow, teeth-grinding sound of a door opening echoed in the deathly silent room.
The door to room number five seemed to be pushed open slowly and silently, as if by an invisible hand, opening a crack.
Outside, the sky had just darkened and the streetlights were on. A cold, barely perceptible breeze slipped in through the crack in the door, carrying with it a whiff of dust and a faint smell of decay. The already dim light in the room seemed to be swallowed up even more, becoming indistinct and shadowy.
The people under the blanket tensed up instantly, their breathing even stopping. Of course, this did not include Lin Bufan.
Xu Hongdou kept her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling violently. She could clearly feel the warmth and firmness of Lin Bufan's arms, and her own heart pounding like a drum, almost bursting out of her chest. Involuntarily, she shrank closer to Lin Bufan, her forehead pressed against his warm skin, as if it were her only safe haven.
Chen Nanxing pressed herself against him, her arms tightly wrapped around Lin Bufan's waist, her fingers unconsciously gripping the skin on his back, her body trembling slightly. Her mind was filled with the glaring red and fleeting figure from last night; fear made her almost scream, but she bit her lip hard to hold it in.
Nana and Damai squeezed inside, almost huddled together. Damai buried his face completely in Nana's neck, while Nana tightly protected Xu Hongdou beside her.